Sometimes I feel like I'm just wasting time
Looking for another side


Sometime I feel like I'm losing my mind ‘cause there ain't
No other side


Sometimes I'm just spinning my wheels, ain't no big deal
Morning, there's another side


Sometimes I feel like I'm just standing in place, ain't no real race
Ain't no other side


Life is like a circle and you end up where you started
If you end up where you started ain't no other side


Yeah, but if life is like a curtain that I'm 90% certain that I'm looking through at something
Yes, I'm almost touching something on the other side


Yeah, the opposite of new is old
The opposite of young is old
Seems like everything has got another side

Yeah, but young ones want to be old ones
Old ones know what they would do if they was young ones
People ain't never really satisfied

People ain't never satisfied

If life is like a mirror then the nearer you get clearer

You can see it so much clearer
Feel like you know about the other side


My friends all swear that they know

What I should do with my life

How I should run my life
What should be happening with my life
They're on the other side


They're on the outside
I'm on the inside


Things always look so much better on the other side
Four O'clock in the morning

They don't know
All the things I been needing
They don't know

Breaking out in a sweat
And they don't know


Feeling down
And they don't know
They don't know the other side


I need to go home
Momma could change it

Daddy could help me
Yes, I could go home


Yeah, Momma don't need to see me this way
Know me this way
Touch me this way

Love me this way
Find me this way
I can't go home


I'm saying
I don't want to call him

I don't want to know him
I don't want to need him
I don't want to feel it

I don't want to know

But I know, know know


Hey, home
So I say tomorrow

Tomorrow [repeat]
I'm going home
Tomorrow ain't coming
Tomorrow will always where it was
Tomorrow [repeat]

I need to go home
Maybe I could start all over at home
Without the whispers

Hanging on me

Pulling on me, rolling with me
Pulling on me

Yes, I'd like to go home
Without the whispers